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When I Think Of YouWhen I think of you, I think of home, the place I run from where I roam. To find each other at this point in time, is more than some find in a lifetime. I was not looking, and yet you found me. You brought me out, your arms around me. We have been blessed by heaven above, and when I think of you, I think of love. Copyright May 30, 2009 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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